Be Thou, O God, Exalted High

1 Be thou, O God exalted high;
And as Your glory fills the sky,
So let it be on earth displayed,
'Til You are here, as there, obeyed.
'Til You are here, as there, obeyed.

2 O God, my heart is fixed; ’tis bent
Its thankful tribute to present;
And, with my heart, my voice I’ll raise
To You, my God, in songs of praise.
To You, my God, in songs of praise.

3 Awake, my glory; harp and lute,
No longer let our strings be mute;
And I, my tuneful part to take,
Will with the early dawn awake.
Will with the early dawn awake.

4 Your praises, Lord, I will resound
To all the list'ning nations round;
Your mercy highest heav’n transcends;
Your truth beyond the clouds extends.
Your truth beyond the clouds extends.

Source: Psalms of Grace #57d